"Dear Vic, I..."

The old mage turned his head stiffly, and his light blue eyes were full of incomprehensible complexity.

He said a word but didn't know how to continue.

"There is an old saying in my hometown, "A man is born with good nature." It means that every child is pure as white paper when he is just born, and he is kind..."

Seeing the old mage silent, Victor spoke again and expressed his point of view.

Tonight, he was allergic to the murderous intent that the old mage surged out, and he said all the many things he hadn't been able to say.

"Like Tom, if his childhood was happy and fulfilling, his father would not treat him and his mother like monsters, would he still hate Muggles? Will it still cause bloody storms? Will it still... Of course, I don't deny that Tom is now a hopeless villain. The miserable childhood cannot cover up the guilt he committed later. I just assumed it... I admire Professor Snape very much. The growth trajectory of the two was so similar. The same tragic childhood and the same tragic student career. Professor Snape was even worse. If Harry's father and his father were slightly better to Snape, would Snape still be so hesitant to Voldemort's arms back then?"

Speaking of this, Victor looked at the old wizard.

"I, that..."

The old mage opened his mouth, still not knowing how to continue.

"Or it is the glorious tradition of lions to bully a weak person?"

Victor shook his head and asked with some sharpness.

"At that time, Lily..."

The old mage explained with a wry smile.

Victor interrupted directly.

"I know there is a reason for Harry's mother, but this cannot be an excuse for them to bully Snape, just like they cannot use Tom's miserable childhood to excuse the crime he committed after... Principal, please don't look at the little wizards of Slytherin with prejudice. They are all children. It is our duty to guide them on the right path... I know, I know you have been doing this, but have you really not had any prejudice against the little snakes?"

As he said that, Victor suddenly smiled slightly and said in a tone full of reminiscence.

"At the beginning, Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Roina Ravenclaw and Helga Hufflepuff, four great wizards, established Hogwarts with their common dreams. Do you really want to see this situation now? Every year, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin is staged, and every generation of principals is skewed by their origins..."

"Vic, you don't know Slytherin at all. They look down on Muggles, they even look down on Muggles born wizards..."

The old mage retorted palely.

"I don't deny that they have minor problems of this or that."

Victor interrupted again with a smile.

"As a principal and a professor, isn't this what we should do? Let them get rid of those minor problems and let them grow up healthily."

"But they are too self-centered..."

Victor smiled and interrupted the old mage for the third time.

"Is it not because of the rejection of other wizards of them? Just like in Hogwarts, the little wizards in other academies rarely play with the little wizards of Slytherin... Well, maybe I'm a bit off-the-speaking, but this can't hide the problems in Hogwarts, or the entire wizarding world..."

Listening to Victor's talk, the old mage fell silent.

Although a certain cooking professor's words were somewhat biased, he could not deny the correctness of some of the views. These made him fall into memories, thinking of his close friends, thinking of his students, thinking of his...

Victor finished speaking with satisfaction, but found that the old mage was losing his mind.

"call……"

He let out a long sigh and did not disturb the old mage. Instead, he turned his head and turned his eyes to Dursley's house and towards the little black cat Harry.

It was not until a long time later that the lost old wizard said with a wry smile.

"Vic, you know a lot."

"Because I can divine."

...

"Squeak."

Victor pushed open the door and saw Christina sleeping in his bed.

Seeing this, he smiled and shook his head, then walked to the bed, carefully helping the girl cover up the irregular quilt.

Then he kissed the girl's forehead and turned around and walked towards the desk.

Tonight, Victor did not meet Harry. He just looked from a distance for a while, and then returned to Hogwarts with the old mage.

Harry's affairs were too complicated. The guardian spell on him made him stay with his family for a while every year, so the treatment of the little black cat was not just a simple and rough way to bring it back to Hogwarts. It also required a certain cooking professor to think carefully, and it would be best to solve the problem with the best of both worlds.

Victor came to the desk, sat down, took out the Philosopher's Stone and studied it carefully.

After a brief observation of the spell on the magic stone, he couldn't wait to take out a stone and experiment with it. The stone that made him feel moved turned into gold.

First pour magic into the Philosopher's Stone, then use it to gently click on the stone on the table, and the gray stone will be transformed into pure gold.

“Um…”

Seeing the charming golden color, Victor couldn't help but whisper with satisfaction.

"It's so beautiful."

...

Magic Stone (Legend)

A mysterious treasure condensed from vitality and carefully carved by many alchemists. If you own it, turn stones into gold, and your life span will be endless will no longer be a dream.

Effect: Turn stones into gold; absorb the lives of other living beings and supplement the lifespan of the holder.

(96/500)

...

“It took a year’s life.”

Seeing the changing attributes on the Philosopher's Stone, Victor frowned slightly.

It seems to be a bit of a loss to exchange for a piece of gold the size of a palm of the body for a year. However, considering that he does not know the supplementary principle of the Philosopher's Stone, it is too early to say this. Unfortunately, this is not the time for the experiment, and the old mage will definitely be watching him tightly recently.

In addition to this, there is one thing to consider, that is, how much gold can be exchanged for this piece of gold.

Thinking of this, Victor directly summoned the system.

"system."

Then, he carefully pinched the gold and communicated with the system.

Time was not long, and Victor suddenly looked ugly. He turned off the system angrily and threw the gold on the table.

"Bang……"

Some huge impact sounded.

“Woo…”

This sudden sound woke up the little girl in her sleep.

"Teacher, are you back?"

She sat up in a daze, rubbing her eyes while muttering vaguely.

"Be good, I'm sorry, I'm disturbing you."

Seeing the girl awakened, Victor cursed himself with a wry smile.

"Fool."

Then he walked to the bed and pressed the girl onto the bed, gently touching her head, and whispered.

"It's okay, go to bed, go to bed."

"Um."

The girl returned with a sweet smile.

...
Chapter completed!